than I was expecting, but our sister handled the reservations and she insisted we stay somewhere that the doors didn’t open to the parking lot. Jameson and I started our business from the ground up, securing contracts, swinging hammers, carrying boards. Whatever needed to be done to get the job done right and fast.
In the eight years since we started the company, we grew from a unit in a storage building that we used as an office to twelve locations around the Southern United States. Having grown up learning to save our money, we were frugal with every penny and didn’t care where we laid our heads. Jameson and I were half-brothers, sharing a mother, but we both took after our father’s strong work ethics. There were eleven months between us, and I loved to remind him who was the boss.
Entering the suite, I fell onto the couch and rubbed my hands over my eyes. Jameson nudged my shoulder and I looked up to find a glass of whiskey being offered. He sat across from me and I looked into bright green eyes that matched mine. The only physical characteristics we shared besides our bulk and height. He was light where I was dark, and the one woman we shared for more than a night compared us to the angel and devil that sat on her shoulders.
Only Jameson was the free-spirit, always willing to jump headfirst into adventure while I was more reserved, weighing options, and observing the situation from all angles before making a move. It was how we worked so well together. It’s also how I knew that whatever woman we took as our wife would be taken care of.
I chuckled and he leaned forward, placing his glass on the table, and resting his forearms on his thighs. I let him think, knowing he was fighting the urge to run through the hotel until we found her, but all that would do was get us arrested. Then we would lose our shot with her.
“How am I going to sleep tonight? I feel like a kid at Christmas and I’m having to wait to unwrap my presents,” he sighed and glanced up at me.
“We’ve both been eager and while I feel like Nadia has something special.” He went to speak, and I held up my hand. He closed his mouth and sat back, crossing his leg over the other. “I’m not saying she’s not the one we’ve been looking for. I’m saying we have to think. She needs to see how good it can be with us outside the bedroom.”
“Are you telling me we can’t touch her tomorrow night?” he nearly shouted the roof off and I laughed loudly into the room.
“Hell, no. But we can’t paw at her. Subtle touches, soft caresses. If she felt that same energy we both felt, she won’t be able to keep her hands off us.” I smiled, hoping I was right.
He stood, running his hands through his blond hair. Turning to me, he smirked. “I’ve got to do something about this before it kills me.”
I glanced down and rolled my eyes as he adjusted his length and squeezed. With a curt nod, he walked into his bedroom and closed the door, blanketing me in silence. Glancing up, I could hear the shower running behind the door and with a quick internet search of Nadia, I had her business website pulled up.
Enlarging the picture of her, her brown hair pulled up in a complicated hairdo, I unzipped my jeans, releasing my neglected cock from its denim prison. Stroking the shaft with a forceful grip, I imagined her lips spread wide around my cock as Jameson ate her pussy from behind. I stared into her eyes, punishing my cock as I felt my balls draw up, the tingling in my spine growing with each passing lash of my hand.
With rapid strokes, I locked my gaze with her picture and images of her round with our baby flashed before my eyes, causing my orgasm to rush to the surface. “Fuck,” I moaned, my cum splashing across my t-shirt and spilling onto my hand.
“Nadia.” I heard Jameson cry from his room, and I shook my head, realizing this woman had us wrapped around her finger already.
Chapter Four
Nadia
I woke up the next morning with a nervous energy. Thinking about my date tonight with Jameson and Lachlan had butterflies taking flight. I stared up at the ceiling of my hotel room, my mind running wild with the potential